κάτι το θεϊκό
[It was a cold, cold night. Like, freezing, if you know what I mean. For those of you who don’t, I mean 32 degrees, Fahrenheit. 0 Celsius. Not that sort of night fit for a worm. Which was unfortunate, because…]
Worm: Jeebus, it’s cold out here.
[The wind was whipping around, as well, a cold, cold wind, which made it feel significantly colder than freezing. Not a huge problem for the worm, as s/he was pressed tight against a tree limb.]
Worm: [Yes, this is aloud. Worms tend to do most of their thinking aloud. Little known fact.] Oh man. I seem to have done it again. How the hell did I get stuck in a tree again?
Storm: [The storm just rages. It doesn’t get dialogue, I’m afraid. The ad in the actors publications called for the “strong, silent type,“ which is not something that usually goes down well with actors.] …
[The Worm pulls out a cup of coffee. The effect is like watching… well, it’s like nothing you’ve ever seen. Have youever seen a worm pull a cup of coffee, cream, two and a half sugars, out of what appears to be thin air? Didn’t think so. Only it wasn’t out of thin air, obviously, because how’re we gonna shoot that scene? No, s/he pulls it out of a pocket. Now, I know, you and I would never put coffee in a pocket, but worms are different, you see.]
Worm: Ah, nothing like a good cup of coffee.
[The tree on which the worm is sitting falls in the woods, not realizing the worm was there to listen, and some recording hardware left behind by a team of Zen scientists captures the sound of the tree falling, thus sparking an international furor about how a tree falling in the woods with no one to listen does make a sound… only no one ever realizes that the worm was there, and, due to the cataclysmic nature of the fall of the tree, the worm is no longer available for comment. So we’re all still no more knowledgeable than we were before, only now it’s worse, because we think we know something that we actually, in fact, don’t.]
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